Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Nintendo or anything associated with it. I want to give special thanks to srgeman for allowing me to use his characters Angela and Michael! And let me know if I get something mixed up.

They say that if you get a second chance at life, you'll have to repay it somehow. I, however, knew exactly what I needed to do, but for now, I should probably start at the beginning...

My name is Sierra. I am 10 years old with brown hair and green eyes. My father was one of the richest people in Hoenn. My neighbor treated me kindly, since my father and mother were never home. I remember the day like it was yesterday; It was a warm day in Littleroot town and I had a feeling someone was watching me. Seeming as I knew almost everyone in town, I noticed when Michael left with a little Eevee. I always wanted one, but my father was deathly allergic to Pokemon, but he is working on a solution for it. My babysitter and best friend, Steven, came by with his little Pichu. I played with it for some time before it charged up and shocked me. I was knocked unconcious.

It was a few hours later when I awoke. I found myself in the backseat of a car. "Huh, maybe I'm getting driven to the hospital." I though. Boy, was I wrong. I tried to sit up, only to find my hands and feet were tied together and I was gagged with a bandana that smelled like car oil. The car reeked of alcohol.
"I'll show that little bastard to not pay me." A voice, Steven, mumbled, "Let's see how he likes it when he doesn't get his precious little daughter back."
A gaint boulder came out of nowhere. I realized I was being kidnapped. Steven hit the boulder and I went flying through the window. My head hit the rock and next thing I knew, I heard a child's voice, like about the pitch of a three-year-old.
"You poor thing." It said, "You had your life cut short, didn't you?"
I looked around and saw a Growlithe. It was panting slightly but I felt at ease.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I was sent by Mew." The Growlithe replied, "You're the first person it has felt sorry for. Mew wants to give you a second chance to live your life."
"HOw come?" I asked.
"YOU JUST GOT INTO A WRECK AND DIED!" Growlithe shouted.
I sighed. "Fine, I'll take the second chance, I guess, but I have a request."
"What is it?" Growlithe asked, anoyed.
"For my mother and father to know I loved them very much." I replied, "And not to be one of my father's Pokemon experiments."
Growlithe sighed. "Wish granted."
All of a suden, a pink cat thing, Mew, popped out of nowhere. "I never said to let her have a request!" Mew shouted.
"Yeah, well, she was just killed by a drunk kidnapper!" Growlithe groaned, "Let her have it!"
Mew looked at me. "Fine. Your wish has been granted. For now, I'm gonna send you to someone outside of Littleroot. He's a trainer in Fortree hatching his own Poke-egg."
"Like Michael did!" I shouted.
Growlithe nodded. "Mew and I agreed that you should get to pick the Pokemon you want to be. Choose wisely, because you won't get another chance."

A grin grew wide on my face. Within minutes, I was somewhere dark. I pushed against the wall with all my might, and, to my astonishment, it gave away.
"An Eevee?" A boy asked, "Why did I get something so weak?"
The first person I saw was a little girl, about my age. She had light blonde curls and green eyes. She cooed over me. "If you don't want it I'll have it!" She cooed.
"Fine." A boy somewhere replied, "Have it. I don't want something so pathetic."
The girl picked me up and rubbed me all over with a towel. "Hey there. I'm Susan. I'm twelve."
Well, so much for the around my age thing.
"You're cute." She giggled, "I'm gonna call you Sugar."
"Why not something a little more, reasonable, dear." A woman who looked like Susan replied.
"Fine." Susan mumbled. She looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "Kiara, after my big sister!"
"Oh please, you'll bore it out!" The boy shouted.
"Hunter, shut up!" Susan shouted back.
A boy with blue eyes and brown hair popped into the picture. He was kinda cute, even though I'm only ten.
"Okay...geez, it ain't mine anymore." Hunter mumbled.
I heard footsteps walking away. Susan looked down at me and crooned. "You're probably hungry!"
All I wanted to do was sleep. I closed my eyes and fell asleep in Susan's arms.